I hear her voice in the morning hour – she calls to me Shawshank, November 23, 2020 Good sleep. Wake up to a different coffee pot. Couldn’t get it to work for 20 minutes. Why doesn’t it just have a frigging on/off button? It has 2 sliders, and 3 buttons. I shouldn’t need a PhD to turned the damned thing on. Excuse me I need to get some coffee. I think I remember having weird dreams. Not weird bad, but I do remember at one point in my dreams thinking I should remember this to tell Crystal later. But alas, earwax, I can’t remember them at all. Today, I have a couple things to do, I gotta relocate the “Romance Rack” – the Nora Roberts bookcase back to its rightful place in the living room. Then we’re gonna head to SlightlyBiggerTown for some basic groceries. Happy Monday y’all Life blogbloggercoffeejournalmorningsTinyTown
Life The thing about a small town, word’s gonna get around April 5, 2026 It looks gray, damp, and cold out there this morning. Spring on the prairies is a nasty business. Nasty, until the morning you wake up, and everything is green. It kinda sneaks up on you. However, it was a really nice drive into SlightlyBiggerTown. Since it’s a long weekend this… Read More
Life One step closer October 15, 2024 I got nothing to really post about today. We were gremlins yesterday, and I subjected Crystal to watching all the Twilight movies. What the heck do we do today? Well, I’ve already had a text to help my parents move 10 bags of wood pellets today. So there’s that. But… Read More
Life We’re thrashing hotels like it’s going out of style May 9, 2021 I awoke with a fright at 5:47am. I could’ve sworn that some one was knocking on my door. So I get up, dressed and go to the back door. No one. Check the front. No one. Get undressed and climb back into bed. Fight to go back to sleep while… Read More